Chapter Eighty-four: Hunter's Guild Registration

  Qin Hao walked past the two men, his footsteps steady and slow as he entered.

  Inside the building, the light is extremely soft. The floor is covered with dark-colored carpets, and sandalwood tables and chairs are placed everywhere, with a beautiful layout that is not common.

  In the very center, a long table was placed, behind which sat a woman with a clear and elegant face and a graceful figure.

  Behind the table, a high and long transparent wall stands upright. The wall is crystal clear, shining brightly, and it's unknown what material it's made of. On the surface of the wall, hundreds of colored beast crystals are inlaid.

  Behind the wall is a small room connected to it.

  Occasionally, a line of colorful characters appears on the transparent wall, floating up and down, flickering for a moment before disappearing again.

  The warriors sitting around occasionally walked up and scrutinized the wall, copying down the messages revealed in the font.

  This is the way Hunter Alliance releases tasks. There are some simple tasks, and they will be announced in this way, allowing these warriors to decide whether to accept them or not, and then the employer will select more reliable candidates from the warriors who have accepted the task.

  Qin Hao watched with a tsk of amazement. Using the mysterious energy to condense into words, inputting them into this transparent wall, using the demon beast's crystal to provide energy for the text, allowing it to maintain for a moment before dispersing, this method was quite clever.

  Just to get this far, the conditions are quite harsh. First, the Xuan Qi must condense into words, which is within the scope of Xuan Qi's transformation, and at least a martial artist above the fourth level of Ling Xuan can achieve this. Secondly, this wall must be able to isolate energy and maintain the demon power of the Xuan crystal when it is released without overflowing. Finally, how to control the demon beast Xuan crystal to release its demon power at a fixed time and place falls within the scope of the Xuan array.

  It seems that there is at least one Array Master in this hunting alliance. Judging from the flashing font, the control of being able to do so lightly is at least on the same level as Wang Wu and Wang Hun's strength.

  With a plan in mind, Qin Hao headed straight for the Long Tai direction.

  With this movement, the warriors around who were still chatting with each other came back to their senses. Their eyes all shot over here.

  When they saw clearly that the comer was only a teenager, their faces were full of interest.

  Qin Hao walked forward step by step, as if he didn't see anything. The woman behind the long table heard the sound of footsteps and thought it was a warrior coming to register, so she immediately put on a smile. She raised her head to take a look, but found that it was just a young man, and the smile couldn't help but fade away, replaced by a deep puzzlement in her eyes.

  "Just a formality. Thank you." Qin Hao said with a slight smile and polite tone.

  The woman's eyebrows slightly furrowed, her complexion somewhat strange. The warriors around her also quieted for a moment, then all of them had mocking smiles on their faces.

  It was unclear who laughed first, but soon everyone burst into loud laughter.

  "Hanging name, haha, a young kid who still smells of his mother's milk is talking about hanging name. What kind of situation is this?" A middle-aged man with a rough face and sturdy build slapped the table, laughing extremely exaggeratedly: "What are people thinking in their brains nowadays?"

  "What a joke! Little brother, go home. Another man in a green robe next to him burst out laughing: "These days, we've seen many silly kids like you, although the beasts in Wan Shou Gu are restless and hunting may have its benefits, but it's not a game for a little kid like you, is this a game of house?"

  "It's getting more and more common to see idiots like this. Just kick them out, why bother with so much nonsense?" A young man said proudly: "Eight out of ten, it's probably another fool who has been flattered by his family and doesn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth, and thinks he's great just because someone at home praised him a few times."

  The young man was not very old, but his attire was extremely luxurious and his momentum was also quite strong. His eyebrows were filled with thick confidence.

  The man's name was Yang Qing, and he was also somewhat famous in this branch of the Hunter's Guild.

  Yang Qing was a strong cultivator of the Congxuan stage at the age of eighteen. After two years of training in the Hunting Alliance, he had reached the first level of Lingxuan last year. At this moment, among the warriors present, he is one of the strongest and has extremely rich combat experience. If someone sees the dense claw marks and teeth marks on his chest, they can imagine how many times he has been through fierce battles.

  As soon as the man finished speaking, several people around him began to flatter him.

  "It goes without saying, how many people like Yang are there?" A thin, small black-clad man patted his chest and spat: "I have rarely admired anyone in my life, but Yang is one of them."

  "Needless to say, when Yang Ge really gets going, people who haven't gone on a mission with him before can't even imagine it."

  "Of course, who is Yang? Back then when Ling Xuan was at the first stage, he encountered a powerful second-stage low-grade demon beast. That creature was at least equivalent to a third-stage warrior of Ling Xuan's level, but Yang was able to defeat it and escape safely from its clutches. How many people have such ability? Do you still remember when Yang came to register his name back then? He had so much aura, one punch almost pierced through the testing stone, tsk tsk, that was truly..."

  A group of people flattered him, and Yang Qing's face was extremely pleased. These two points both hit his proud spot: facing a demon beast close to the third level of Ling Xuan, he could severely injure it, although this "severe injury" only broke one of its horns; but being able to escape with his life was already a testament to his strength. And secondly, almost breaking through the testing stone was his capital for showing off.

  At this moment, Yang Qing laughed even more triumphantly.

  Someone in the arena was ridiculing Qin Hao, while others were flattering Yang Qing. This made Qin Hao frown repeatedly. Is this what a hunting alliance is? He had once been famous for his hunting alliances back then.

  In his past life, when he traveled to other countries, he had also hung out in other Hunter Association branches. At that time, the arrogant and violent hunters of the Hunter Association, he had seen them too, but after all, they were not the majority. Some humorous and trustworthy registered hunters, he had met quite a few. So, his impression of the Hunter Association was always good, and this time he thought of it first.

  How can people in this department be so unscrupulous? Can these people really be trusted at critical moments?

  Qin Hao's face suddenly turned cold, he turned around and repeated to the woman in a slow tone: "Just a nominal title, thank you."

  "You're right, but being a nominal warrior requires at least a cultivation base of Congxuan Eighth Layer or higher, and your martial skills can't be too weak."

  The girl looked at the young man in front of her and thought that with his age, he had to condense the Eightfold Mysteries, and still had to spare time to practice martial arts, which was probably not very possible.

  "I understand." Qin Hao's face was serious.

  The people around laughed even harder, and some even pounded the table and covered their stomachs, with an extremely exaggerated expression.

  "Alright." The woman nodded helplessly, leading Qin Hao a dozen steps forward to stand in front of a standing black rock, saying: "Use all your strength to punch this stone with one fist. If you can leave a half-inch deep fist print, it counts as passing."

  This rock is entirely black in color, with footprints of varying depths all over its surface.

  Qin Hao stretched out a finger and pressed it against the rock, finding that its texture was quite hard. With ordinary Lingxuan Eighth Layer strength, trying to leave a half-inch footprint on it was indeed somewhat difficult.

  "Are you stupid? Just go home, little brother." The people around him saw Qin Hao standing in front of the stone without moving his hand and started to mock him again.

  "How is it? If it's not okay, then there's nothing..." The woman asked softly.

  "I accept."

  Qin Hao let out a cold laugh, his right hand clenched into a fist, pulled back and then struck the black rock with all his might.

  Bang!

  A loud crash sounded, Qin Hao's fist left, and instantly a deep fist print appeared on the black rock in front of everyone.

  Everyone was stunned. No one had expected that Qin Hao would make his move so quickly, and some people didn't even see the movement of his fist.

  The woman's mouth was slightly ajar, her small hand covering her mouth, and her eyes were full of incredulity. She hastily walked back to the long table, squatted down, rummaged through some instruments from under the table, and returned to Black Rock's side to measure Qin Hao's fist print.

  Those who were shouting loudly all shut their mouths. A group of people looked ugly, staring tightly at the black rock, waiting for the woman's measurement results.

  "Half an inch, no more, no less." The woman finished measuring and spat out this result. Her surprise was clearly visible on her face.

  The woman had been in the department for a while, seen many things, reacted quickly, and soon came back to her senses. She stood up at the long table: "You passed, come on, let me record it. What's your name?"

  Qin Hao glanced at the crowd with unsightly faces and curled up a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, lightly responding to the woman: "Lang."

  "What's wrong?" The woman asked, looking up.

  "That's right." Qin Hao nodded slightly.

  The woman didn't say anything else, lowered her head and started writing. A moment later, she smiled lightly, threw down the pen, and handed over a seal and a thin book to Qin Hao: "This seal is your mark. In the future, if you want to quit the Hunter's Alliance, just return the seal. This manual contains the rules of the Hunter's Alliance, as well as the details of the rewards you can receive each time you accept a mission."

  Qin Hao nodded and took it over.

  The woman continued, "As long as you are a member of the Hunter's Alliance, you can move around in this attic at any time. The first floor is for rest and receiving task assignments. The second floor contains some information collected by the Hunter's Alliance, which can be viewed according to permission. As for how permissions are determined, it's all explained in that book."

  The woman told Qin Hao about some things in the Hunting Alliance, and Qin Hao listened carefully.

  At this time, no one else said anything to Qin Hao. One by one, they fell silent, their faces pale and red, wondering what was going on in their minds.

  Yang Qing's face turned iron-green, he suddenly slapped the table and stood up, walking swiftly to the testing stone. He stretched out one finger, pointing at Qin Hao's remaining fist print, sneering: "Passed, not bad, just this fist print is only half an inch, isn't it a bit..."

  Splash!

  Yang Qing's words were not yet finished, when the back of the entire black rock suddenly weathered and crumbled into dust, flowing down to the ground with a rustling sound.

  Everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out, their eyes staring at Qin Hao in shock. Yang Qing was like he had seen a ghost.

  "Sorry, I'm a bit overwhelmed at the moment."

  Qin Hao smiled lightly, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone.